The resilience of the sturdy cockroach

I’D WRITE about the weather we’ve come home to but I imagine my readers are heartily fed up with it.

So, I’ll write about an experience I had with a cockroach instead.

Two weeks ago, I was standing in a bar in La Linea de la Concepción, near Gibraltar, when a cockroach ran along the counter, dodged a plate whacked down on top of it (the plate broke) leapt 1.5 metres onto the floor, avoided the flamenco-dancing feet of clientele and disappeared out the door pursued by a cat.